Judge — June 18, 1927 — page 22: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

JUDGE JUDGING the MOVILS: afternoon at the Paramount Theater this week. The Para- mount us famed for their discipline, as you have probably heard. The men are drilled for years before they are allowed to bow and scrape before the public. Even though a movie may be as awful as “Rough House Rosie,” it is a pleasure to be escorted up and down the marble corridors by the handsome and rigid honor guard of ushers designated to ch patron. This _ particular afternoon I was preparing to march up the aisle with my escort when I turned just in time to see one of my ushers open his jaws and, th obvious indifference, y to a most prodigious I nap a thoroughly disagreeable hers are e yelled, but it was too late. lieutenant had also seen the unfortunate wretch. Exercising ty Pare Lorent, “The Music Master"—Out moded. The Porters" —W. C. Fields handicap;ed The Kid Brother""—Fair Lloyd. “When a Man Lote wful. Good Buster Keaton. “The Third Degree"—Pictorially experimental. he Red Mill" —Peppered with wisecracks. ove's Greatest Mistake" —Blah! at this one is. he back waters of American “Blind Alleys"—An interrupted honeymoon, “Metropolis” —Striking photography, worth B- at It Rain'’—Leathernecks and gobs in col- | legiate mood. he Rough Riders” —"There'll be a hot time," —Hooey and baseball. Parisian comedy. “Slide, Kelly, Sh “The Demi- Bride “Long Pants” “Wolf's Clothing” —Overdone farce-melodrama. “Tillers of the Soil’ —An old French picture you should see if you get the chance. “Casey at the Bat”’—Wallace Beery makes base- | ball history "Chang" —See it. “White Gold’ —R appeal. “Children of Divorce" —A suicide with the wrong m alism partly sacrificed to se hooey “‘Lovers"—Good picture, smothered in sub- titles. “The King of Kings'—The gospel according to Cecil De Mille. ‘Seerets of a Soul”—For mature minds. “Camille” —Not so good. “Resurrection” —Impotent. “Mr. Wu'—Lon Chaney goes Cantonese. “Knockout Reilly"”—Prite fight notables and the marvelous self-contrcl char- acteristic of the Paramount usher- commandant, the brave officer not faint. He formed a_ firing squad in a twinkling and gave the order to shoot the tre fellow at once. However, I was not satisficd—it hardly seemed enough. pnable “IT know a better one,” [ir sinuated. The officer lent me his ear. “Strap him to a front seat and make him sit through every performance,” I hissed. “As you wish.” However, the doomed usher overheard us and the thought of such agony was too much for him. With one wild seream he broke loose and went up the forty odd stories of the Paramount in a trice! The brave lieutenant was away and after him in another trice, but I couldn’t find one, so I took the express elevator. As I leaped comicbooks.com